Back in a day There was a craft From one point to another Make a line Make it straight Make an other Of the exact same type Scribe, drafter, arch-techie Founder of euclidia Mountain of trigonometro Fate was a relevance As was the soul Creation an extension Of turtle shell bowls Simpler fronds Of palmistry nut Vitality bonds Without distraction's cut Now it's a bet On directional go Probably nets Will wither the flow